As
the sun's angle stretches and the winter chill deepens,
we slide into darkness, and depression often hovers near.
we slide into darkness, and depression often hovers near.
Harvest has come and gone, and springtime's possibility
seems a dream too distant for reasonable investment.
seems a dream too distant for reasonable investment.
But
we are operating on a calendar that defies logic;
one that senses hope from a deeper place.
one that senses hope from a deeper place.
Let us trust the fire of your promise, O God;
let us dare to dream the birth of your holy advent.
let us dare to dream the birth of your holy advent.
We will watch and prepare our
hearts and our world
for your nascent arrival, O God.
We will celebrate your great adventure!
for your nascent arrival, O God.
We will celebrate your great adventure!
© 2012 Todd Jenkins
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